I won't let you go

The winged man came again with his cheerful eyes and loud laughter as if a few seconds ago he hadn't tasted the strength of my foot on his face. He entered while he lowered down the light emanating from his body, even if the feeling was warm and peaceful, my clan's people and I couldn't stand it.

He should go somewhere like the city to let those cowards take a taste of the sun and warm their icy hearts. I may be a shadow master with cold as my right hand, but they are the ones truly heartless.

"Lucia!" he tried to approach me with clear open arms, but I guess the oppressive feeling beside me made him stop his attempts. "You… you are awake, that man… he is my young nephew, did you know?"

"Huh?"

I turned to look at the man that was still looking coldly and indifferent at the winged Ilian but when turning to see me, he seemed to hide some pain. I looked away.